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burning virgins
Current mood:
 ashamed
the unbetrothed lies under the gravel dust a gouge in the earth over heart and fist clench jaw and hand until something combusts a flame in the chest touching wax to lips
nothing to replace what has been burned your jealousy breaks your neck nothing to replace what has been burned your jealousy steals your breath
don't believe anything your mother tells you the nights under broken glass moons to smash if God says anything, ignore him too the cross can fail you, the heart is rash
i pray to see my destiny i pray to take your misery i'll never want anything more
nothing can replace the virgin girl
nothing to replace what has been burned your jealousy breaks your neck nothing to replace what has been burned your jealousy steals your breath
nothing can replace the virgin girl
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